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Words To Water

  • Mar 17, 2020
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Heated scents of printed paper thin with passion ripe.. with love lie seared against the topside of a cloud as words of soft sincerity course on through every current that we trust as scalding green leaves river-winding poems.. filled with us 

 
 
 

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